Duncan, the tall man, voiced his concerns.

Lynn looked at Duncan and said faintly, "We are not sending troops on a large scale to attack the city, but just sending a few rangers to scatter in the riverside to harass, as long as we destroy the sowing of the new season of those manor owners."

The Bazaar of Beauty helped me to withhold a portion of the grain that had been sold in the valleys and bends at a higher price than the market price.

The lords of the Riverlands had fewer and fewer access to food, but the lords there did not seem to feel much of a sense of crisis.

They are still squeezing the peasants' own land from the farmers by any means, and the people's grievances are already accumulating, and the common people are spending all their savings to make ends meet, and if the next season's grain is still not grown, nothing else, just paying the taxes of King's Landing will be enough to force some people to rebel. ”

"But the peasants had no armor or weapons, and were no match for the lords, and besides, they had always been timid as rats. ”

Lynn looked at the honest man Duncan with resentment and said, "You are stupid, we can't send grain to the riverland, but farm tools can be sold on a large scale with half sold and half sent!"

The iron plough was sharp, and it was not much less lethal than a spear.

As for the armor, you haven't seen the personal soldiers of the manor lords in the riverland, how many of them have armor? Leather armor or bulky cotton armor is considered a luxury there, and the peasants who can't afford to pay for food are nothing more than attacking these small lords, and they are not attacking the city, where do they need armor. ”

Duncan was silent for a long time before he said: "My lord, it seems that his subordinates have realized this, but there is one more point, if there is civil strife in the river in the end, those lords will not be able to suppress it, and they will not collect taxes for the time being." I've heard that farm tools from White Harbor are in short supply, and many northern lords and yeoman farmers who have had a harvest this season are waiting to buy them. Wouldn't that be worth the loss? ”

Lynn laughed and said, "You have begun to care about internal affairs, which is a good sign, which shows that your ears and eyes by my side are also useful." In the future, I will be relieved if I take control of the whole place.

As for your statement that the lords of the Riverlands may have been forced by the pressure of the peasants to rebel and not collect taxes, that is nonsense, when did the nobles of Westeros start to be kind and think about the low-level farmers.

The sword-wielder is not afraid of his exploiter, and...

We're not the only ones who want chaos in the river, there is always no shortage of people who want to make a fuss out of the fire, at least the Brotherhood without Flags can muddy the waters in the river. ”

Listening to Lynn's explanation in such detail, Duncan was convinced.

The Brotherhood Without Banners has been growing very well in the Riverlands lately, holding high the slogan of justice for the protection of civilians, promising that if they join the Brotherhood, they will not have to pay even a grain of wheat to their lord.

This extremely deceptive propaganda slogan has begun to show its power in Hejiandi, which is now short of soldiers and food.

As long as the new season is sown by the Northern Rangers, the farmers are more willing to accept the bewitchment of the red-robed monk in order to escape the pressure.

When everyone expected to be a good man who defended the justice of the common people, rather than a normal person, the large number of warehouses in the riverland was completely eroded.

When the poor think that upholding justice for the common people is the same as not paying a penny of food to the lord, the Riverlands will become a great burden on King's Landing.

The two were talking, and at this time, Han Niu knocked on the door of the study.

The old butler Alweired quietly walked into the house from outside, handed over the thick stack of gift slips with a smile and said, "My lord, most of your vassal lords have arrived in White Harbor City, this is a welcome gift for you. ”

On the eighteenth day of the new moon in the year 299AC, the meeting of vassals in the north of White Harbor City, which had been postponed for two months, was finally held as scheduled in the residence of the lord of White Harbor.

Almost all of the lords of the northern realm came in person or sent their own family henchmen, and some even brought their families with them, intending to see the demeanor of the new guardians of the northern realm.

Of course, there were many of them who came for the Rothschilds' Gripon and the teleported true dragon cubs.

Lynn got up early in the morning and stood in front of the bronze mirror to look at her appearance for a long time.

The old butler Alweired personally handed Lynn a black feudal robe, which was cut to the curves of the human body, and the costume was elegant and slender without losing the atmosphere.

A maid with red lips and white teeth carefully combed Lynn's head.

In the mirror, Lynn's appearance became more and more handsome, under the straight and thick eyelashes, a pair of black eyes were like deep pools of water, blinking twice, quite like a young nobleman in the Middle Ages.

It was not only Lynn who put on the new clothes, but even Han Niu, who was Lynn's personal guard, also enjoyed the treatment of ascending to heaven with a one-man Dao chicken dog.

A set of burly and domineering pure black knight armor, plus a new texture knight sword, anyone who wears it will exude heroic spirit from the inside out.

What's more, Han Niu himself is very strong and burly, and after wearing black armor, he looks even more heroic and domineering.

Han Niu followed Lynn with his sword held high and walked towards the banquet hall.

Before the meeting began, there was no cumbersome ceremony, no great momentum, and no domineering majesty, only the Rothschild family flag embroidered with the Gripen on a yellow background, almost covering the White Harbor City Square in front of the General Assembly Hall.

The 4th Battalion of the Tiger Regiment, which was responsible for the order and safety around the venue, arranged for hundreds of samurai wearing armor and carrying long swords at their waists to separate the front yard of the lord's mansion at the entrance of the mansion.

One by one, the lords of the northern realm, holding invitations and letters, walked among these imposing samurai.

When they slowly walked into the council hall under the unsquinting gaze of the samurai, they couldn't help but sweat all over their backs.

Fortunately, the musicians in the venue played light music, which quickly made these lords forget the faint uneasiness.

Everyone is looking for their most comfortable seat in the lobby, which is decorated in the style of a banquet hall.

Refreshments and drinks have been prepared for a long time.

The nobles of the North soon entered the greeting mode, and a smile of hypocrisy or sincerity appeared on everyone's face.

They seemed even happier as Lynn walked through the hall in the robe of the Lord.

Lynn waved politely to the guests, and it wasn't until he walked up from the center of the hall to the high platform and raised the wine glasses that were already on the table in front of him that the atmosphere of the hall was quiet.

Every pair of eyes with complex emotions was cast on the high platform to look too young and overly young, and everyone was waiting for Lynn's opening speech.

"Dear ladies and gentlemen," Lynn raised her glass with a smile on her eyebrows and an elegant smile on her lips, "The nobles of the North have always kept their promises, especially the Gripen family. I had solemnly sworn to unite the whole north at the vassal assembly, and I was honored that all the nobles here could come to White Harbor City to witness my oath, but unfortunately there were some nobles who refused to come, such as the widow Willfilint, who was willing to give up my past grievances, but some people regarded my kindness as a cowardice that could be challenged, so you drank this cup to the fullest, and then we first arrived on the balcony on the second floor, where we witnessed the departure ceremony of the Gripen Legion. ”

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